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I turned 16 the other day. There's nothing much different, yet here I am, a year older, a year closer to death... a year closer to living the life that I want. A year closer to making the change for the better. A year closer to getting better.
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Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
Getting Older
I turned 16 the other day. There's nothing much different, yet here I am, a year older, a year closer to death... a year closer to living the life that I want. A year closer to making the change for the better. A year closer to getting better.
Perhaps I will, perhaps I won't.
Ephemeral_Oblivion
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23/F/Lost in Nowhere
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
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